hold on tight

Arthur Nash. fifteen years old They say we're too young now to amount to anything else. But look around, we work too damn hard for this just to give it up now.

[rosearchibald]

It’s okay, I laughed.

[arthur-nash]

You're mean to me, Archibald.

[fullermack]

You’re welcome.

[arthur-nash]

You look cute.

[fivesource]

[fullermack]

I like that hat on you.

[arthur-nash]

Oh. Thanks, babe.

[rosearchibald]

Oh, I thought Noah tripped you. Oops, my bad.

[arthur-nash]

He usually does when he's trying to help, which usually ends up with both of us falling, but still.

[fullermack]

Thank you for proving my point.

[arthur-nash]

Well don't look so excited.

[rosearchibald]

I didn’t think tripping in front of everyone when you went to get your girlfriend sugar for her coffee made you awesome but okay, you can dream.

[arthur-nash]

Truth be told, I don't really walk, I just trip my way towards things. They'll get used to it.

[fullermack]

Maybe you’re stranger.

[arthur-nash]

Me? Now way!

[rosearchibald]

I’m sure they think you’re strange too.

[arthur-nash]

I don't know why, I'm pretty awesome.

[arthur-nash]

Let me tell you, there are some strange french individuals around here.

[fullermack]

{ Arthur & Mackenzie } || Move My Way

[fullermack]

The feeling of his lips on her neck was enough to elicit another moan to fall from her lips, and in another life, it would’ve been enough to make her feel embarrassed. But now, it just made her want him more, her pulse racing under her skin as she pulled face back up to hers. “Come here, babe,” she murmured, catching his lower lip between her teeth and tugging on it gently. “I missed you too, so much,” she whispered, kissing him again, deeper this time. Pushing him upwards, she kissed him, moving to push him back against the bed. “Do you still think I’m perfect?” Her voice was teasing as she pushed him down, pressing her lips to his in a kiss, moving to straddle his hips, rolling her own against his teasingly.

[arthur-nash]

As she pulled him up, even if Arthur knew the he could easily refuse and keep teasing her, he wasn't sure he could say no to anything Mackenzie asked of him. His blue eyes widened when she rolled them over again, his gaze falling to her body in awe. Fuck, he didn't even know how he had been so lucky. She was so different from him, the exact type of person he wouldn't expect to fall for him --and the exact girl he knew now that he wanted. "Absolutely." He nodded his head slowly, licking his lips. His hand moved to her hips, pulling her close as he rocked his hips into hers eagerly. "Shit... And hot." He added with a smirk, leading his free hand to cup one of her breasts, squeezing it lightly.

[fullermack]

{ Arthur & Mackenzie } || Move My Way

[fullermack]

Pressing her lips to Arthur’s jawline, Kenzie couldn’t help but let out a shallow breath as she felt him do the same. It was almost ridiculous, really, how in sync the two of them were. Almost as if they were two halves of the same puzzle. Truthfully, Kenzie didn’t know what to make of it, and at sixteen, it ought to have scared her—you weren’t supposed to find love when you were a kid. But as Arthur’s lips drifted a little lower, Kenzie’s neck tilting to the side almost on instinct, she realized that while it wasn’t supposed to happen, she was thoroughly tired of fighting against it. Hooking her leg around his waist, Kenzie’s hands drifted upwards, tracing over his chest, fingertips brushing against his jawline as they continued to their ascent, only stopping once they’d reached his hair.

[arthur-nash]

As her hands moved up his body and to his hair, he trailed his own down, his eyes following his motions. Slowly, he kissed his way down to her neck, sucking at the soft skin only hard enough to tease her as he pushed his hips into hers. Arthur smiled softly, letting one of his hands move up to her shoulder, twirling his fingers around the strap of her bra and pulling it down. His lips quickly followed the movement of his hand, a smile plastered on his face as he glanced up at her. "You're perfect." He told her, nipping softly at her skin. "And I missed you." Breathing out slowly, the boy rocked his hips into hers again eagerly. He wanted her, probably more that he cared to admit, but he couldn't help but tease her, enjoying her body's reaction to his touch.

[fullermack]

{ Arthur & Mackenzie } || Move My Way

[fullermack]

She couldn’t help but raise a brow at his remark, tempted to argue but kept her silence instead. Which was fine, because within a moment or so, his lips were on hers, pulling her beneath him again. He was confident today, she noticed, and although he’d never been unconfident in this regard, there was something different—familiarity. Cupping his jawline in her hands, Kenzie couldn’t help but look up at him with a smile on her face. Her hands drifted lower, her movements still anything but hesitant as her fingertips brushed his beltline.

[arthur-nash]

A soft breath escaped his lips as her eyes met his, and he stopped, admiring his girlfriend for a moment or two. There was something different about her, something he couldn't quite put into hers, but that sent a rush through his body everytime he saw her. And yet, there was nothing that made him feel more comfortable, as if they'd had always been like this; maybe it was the realization that she was his after all. He let out a shallow breath, smiling down at her when her hands trailed down his body, before leaning in, his lips pressed against the skin of her neck teasingly.

[fullermack]

{ Arthur & Mackenzie } || Move My Way

[fullermack]

Their kissing had wandered far past lips at this point, but the girl didn’t mind, finding that she rather enjoyed the feeling of his lips against her skin. Hearing his response, Kenzie couldn’t help but shake her head. “I love you more,” she mumbled, her fingertips moving to push off his shirt. She hadn’t been planning this when she’d come back to the hotel room, but needless to say, when she was around Arthur, the majority of her self-control went out the window. It was like he was something addictive; she’d had him once, and couldn’t help but come back for more.

[arthur-nash]

Arthur quickly took his shirt off, moving his hands back to her body almost immediately. He captured her lips with his own in a eager kiss, his fingers digging into her skin as he pulled her close to him. "No, you don't." He teased, tugging at her lower lip gently. Moving one hand around Mackenzie's waist, he pulled her up slightly, laying her down in bed before hovering over her again. He broke the kiss softly, pulling away only too look down at her, a small smile growing on his features. "You're beautiful, babe." He whispered, trailing his hand downwards as he pulled his lip between his teeth.

[fullermack]

{ Arthur & Mackenzie } || Move My Way

[fullermack]

A small surge of confidence filled her at his reaction, and Kenzie couldn’t help but allow a soft giggle to leave her lips. Truthfully, the girl didn’t know how she’d never noticed Arthur before, or at least past wanting to get to know him—especially when he looked at her like that. With that same dopey grin playing across his lips, his eyes meeting hers… she couldn’t help but realize that Arthur was her first for a lot of things. More than she’d accounted for. Rolling them over to pull him on top of her, Kenzie mumbled into the kiss, “I love you.” Once the words had been spoken, she pulled him in, her fingertips brushing against his neck as she kissed him.

[arthur-nash]

I love you. No matter how much he had heard it --or said--, he knew that he meant it only to a few people, and he believed it even less. Knowing that, it only came as a bigger suprise when, hearing her say it him for the first time a week ago, Arthur realized that he had probably started to love her way sooner. As they rolled in, the boy supported his weight with his forearms, moving one hand to her waist as he deepened the kiss. "I love you more." He whispered with a smirk, exhaling a shallow breath when her lips touched his neck. Slipping his hand under her shirt once more, he tugged at it, touching her skin gently.

[fullermack]

{ Arthur & Mackenzie } || Move My Way

[fullermack]

A small sound left the girl’s lips as her boyfriend’s hand dipped beneath her shirt, his fingertips brushing against her skin teasingly. No, she’d definitely never felt like this before—not with anyone. Tracing her fingertips against his jawline, Kenzie couldn’t help but smile into the kiss, pushing him backwards until he fell onto the bed. Her lips still on his, the girl couldn’t help but crawl onto him, only breaking the kiss for a moment to whisper softly, “I guess you just have to wait and see.” Without giving him a moment to respond, Kenzie’s lips were on his again moments later, kissing him deeply without a hint of regret.

[arthur-nash]

Feeling her lips leaving his, tracing a way to his jawline, Arthur let out a small sigh. He laughed lightly against her lips, watching the girl hover over him, his breath suddenly being caught up in his lungs.His gaze moved to meet hers, and he found himself unable to keep eyes away. Shit, she was stunning, especially when she acted so confident. "Shit." He murmured, returnng the kiss eargerly, his hands falling down to her hips.

[fullermack]

{ Arthur & Mackenzie } || Move My Way

[fullermack]

As she felt his gaze on her, Kenzie couldn’t help but look down, blushing slightly. This wasn’t something she was terribly experienced with, so it was scary, being intimate with someone. Even when it was — particularly because it was with someone — like Arthur. He was someone she actually liked, someone she didn’t want to screw things up with, and there was a certain degree of pressure associated with that. But as she looked up at him, meeting his gaze once more, she realized she didn’t want to lose herself in that pressure—she wanted to lose herself in him. “Well, now I’m finishing it.” With that thought in mind, Kenzie didn’t even hesitate before pulling him into another kiss, this one far deeper and more passionate than the last.

[arthur-nash]

Arthur's lips parted slightly, a small breath escaping as she pulled him closer. He slipped his hands underneath her shirt, brushing his fingertips against her warm skin, a small smile tugging at his lips. Every since their first kiss, the exact they they'd met, the boy could tell how strong was the pull to her. It would be expected that, as any fling, it would fade away easily, leave his mind when they'd gone through separate days that night, when in fact all it did was making him want her more. It wasn't like him to fall so easily for someone, and it certainly wasn't normal for him to want her so passaionately the way he did. He laughed softly against her lips, leading the way to their bed as he whispered, pressing his body to hers. "And how will you do that?"